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Friday, February 06, 2004?
Hi. Woke up voiceless. cudn reply aunt j hu asked me if i wanted some banana bread. wahh. was like, *struggles to speak*. So yea. din go skool la today. Slept da whole morning. Was peacedully sleepin whn i felt someone touched my face. i tot it was my mom la. opened my eyes. thn saw shafiq staring straight at me 0_0. and he said why i din tell him i was sick. i pointed at my throat and he tsked sympathetically, which i found pretty amusing. cuz it wasn helpful. i felt so helpless. still am. want to call sakura to ask her abt today and tmr cross country, but cudn even say hello w/o sounding lyka 'makcik kecik'. or so thts how umeya described my voice whn she and nana called me. wth. they asked if i wanted to tag along to umeya's hse. i wanted to lyk screaaam, 'wahhda!? im ILL, la. u still can ask?!!'

:) I lurv them.

Went to da doc at lyk 4.30 juz b4 they closed. da doc was in a hurry. was like, shooting me qns and shits. i was like, *struggles to speak*.. mom thn told da doc tht only tis morning i felt lyk shit. and thn da doc was like, 'tis morning?! and now then u come?' And i just *struggles to speak*. To mom, i did a cross sign wit my fingers. she knew wad i was referrin to and asked da doc abt tmr's cross country my skool's holding. 'oh no. no running,' said da doc. 'rest at hme. ill give u 2 days mc.'

at hme had a lil argument wit mom. wahh. throat hurts still can argue. ahahha. no la. not reeli argue.
mom: u heard wad doctor said. rest at hme. dun go skool tmr.
me: *puts on a sour face*
mom: dun tell me u wanna go.
me: *nodds* but im not running. [wow! da first 4 words of da day!! ahha. lol. kd]
mom: thn wads da point of going?
me: *shrugs*
mom: wad u gonna do thn? watch them run?
me: *nodds*
mom: *incredulous look*
me: :D
mom: gasak kau la, ela.
me: X|
mom: but call hme if u not feelin well tmr.
me: XD.

:) i lurv mom.

okie. erm. frenz queueing up for mtv tix. nana wants me to tag along. wow wee! lol. lyk my mom wud allow me. okie. stomach cramp. pain. ow.

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